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In my Darkest Hours	By : ieatmyfeelings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4190 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Disclaimer: Same as always I don’t own it I don’t profit from it…blah blah blah

AN: I’m sorry about the cliffy I’m leaving you guys with but I’m already at 3395 words…hopefully the first few pages make up for the cliffhanger! As always thank you to my wonderful beta who makes this story much easier for you to read!

Chapter 8: Decisions

            “Potter! Come on wake up Potter!” Draco called, pounding on the door to Snape’s quarters for the millionth time in the last ten minutes. “Potter you’re going to make us late!”

            “Give it up Draco, Professor Snape even said he’d been trying to make Harry wake up for a half an hour when we got here. And you know that vampires are nocturnal by nature, maybe today is one of those days that Harry just won’t be able to wake up during the day; it happens.” Blaise said rolling his eyes and turning to walk away.

“Come on let’s go to breakfast.” Theo said to Draco as he went to follow Blaise.

Draco sighed, he really needed to talk to his mate about what had happened last night with his mother. “You guys go ahead; I know the password, I will go wake him up. If we aren’t there by the time breakfast is over try to bring me a piece of toast to Transfiguration please.” He said with a smirk before whispering the password to Snape’s private quarters and going in. Draco looked around the living space of his godfather to see the subtle changes that had occurred since Harry had moved in. After a moment Draco walked over to the door to Harry’s bedroom and let himself in; the room was completely dark, not a speck of light anywhere. Draco drew his wand and cast a quick lumus charm before making his way over to the bed and gasped at what he saw. Harry lay face down in his bed naked from the waist up fast asleep. Draco moaned at the sight of his mate dressed only in red and gold boxer shorts. “Harry, wake up!” Draco said, shaking the sleeping boy once he had regained his composer. Harry groaned and batted Draco’s hand away never waking up. “Potter!” Draco hissed in annoyance before shaking Harry with more force. Within an instant Harry’s hand had clamped onto Draco’s forearm and Draco was lying in bed next to him.

“I’m trying to sleep Draco.” Harry muttered, his voice thick from sleep. He rolled onto his side and pulled Draco to his chest so they were spooning. All this happened so quickly Draco hadn’t even registered any movement. “Mmmm, much better.” Harry breathed before dozing back off.

“P...Harry, come on, we need to go to breakfast.” Draco stammered, very aware of Harry’s face buried in the crook of his neck and what the vampire’s breaths grazing his skin was doing to him.

Harry groaned slightly at not being allowed to sleep. “Breakfast is here, Draco.” he said sticking his tongue out and licking Draco’s neck with a chuckle.

“Very funny, Harry.” Draco muttered, having to bite his lip to keep from moaning as Harry’s tongue made its way up to the blonde’s ear.

“I thought so.” Harry whispered as he gently sucked on Draco’s ear lobe. “You made a huge mistake by coming in here, Draco.” he muttered as he began kissing along his mate’s jaw line. “You are my mate, and you have come into my bedroom…do you know what that tells my instincts? If you want to leave before this goes farther, I suggest you go now.” Harry growled, trying to control the lust that was rushing through him. His mate being in his bed had triggered something deep in him, a part of him that wanted to start the claiming of the blonde.

Draco’s breath hitched as he considered Harry’s words; he was enjoying what Harry was making him feel, but did he want it to continue…hell yes… Draco smirked at how hard Harry was trying to control himself. “We only have a half hour until class, Potter.” he said cockily as he rolled onto his other side so he was facing the vampire. Chuckling at the shocked look on Harry’s face, he leaned in and gave his mate the first kiss they had shared without having the blood lust first.

Harry moaned into the kiss and pulled Draco closer, wrapping his arms around the blonde. They continued the soft but passionate kiss for a while until Draco couldn’t hold back any more. With a growl of frustration, Draco wrapped his leg around Harry’s hip and flipped the vampire onto his back so Draco was now straddling him. Draco looked down at Harry and could see the desire burning in his eyes; with a cocky smirk Draco leaned in and pressed his lips to Harrys passionately, nipping on Harry’s bottom lip, begging him to grant access to his mouth. Harry sighed in pleasure and opened his mouth enough to let Draco’s eager tongue begin its exploration as Harry began running his hands all over his mate’s body, his back, chest, and thighs. Draco smirked into the kiss and shifted slightly so that Harry’s hand rested on the proof that Draco was enjoying himself. Harry groaned and bucked his hips up the best he could, which made his erection rub against Draco’s causing them both to gasp.

“Twenty minutes ‘til class Potter.” Draco said with a smirk as he began kissing down Harry’s bare chest, rubbing his cheek against the patch of sparse course chest hair before biting down on one of Harry’s nipples.

“Shit!” Harry gasped, bucking his hips up and throwing his head back in pleasure.

Draco chuckled and continued kissing and licking his way down Harry’s torso slipping his tongue into the vampire’s navel for a split second, enjoying the way it made Harry’s breath hitch. When Draco’s chin brushed the elastic of Harry’s boxers he paused. “Do I want to do this? If we go here then I’m pretty much handing myself over to be his mate.” After a few more seconds of thought, he sighed. “There really wasn’t much of a choice anyway.”

While Draco was thinking, Harry was laying there painfully aroused and trying to keep control of himself. He knew what this step meant, and that if things turned this physical between him and Draco there would be no turning back. “Draco, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” he said softly.

Draco rolled his eyes. “You’re such a girl, Potter!” he teased, before giving Harry’s hip bone a soft kiss to tell his mate he was joking.

“Oh really?” Harry asked mischievously, before quickly lifting his hips and pulling his boxers down, freeing his aching erection. “A girl?”

Draco stared at the hard cock in front of him, he’d never been this close to another bloke’s junk before. Sure living in a boys dorm you see things you don’t want to, but this was different. All his teenage life Draco had considered himself straight and the only cock he was interested in was his own; but seeing Harry’s hard on inches from his face and dripping precum was the most fascinating thing he’d ever seen. “I take it back, not a girl.” Draco muttered as he reached out and ran his thumb over Harry’s head spreading the bead of precum around. “Definitely not a girl.” He confirmed as he wrapped his hand around Harry and slowly started to move it up and down.

Harry moaned, he was in heaven, never had he felt any hand other than his own touching that part of him and it felt bloody amazing; he was about to tell his mate how fantastic he was making him feel when suddenly Draco’s hand was gone. Harry looked down to see Draco smirking up at him, Harry raised a questioning eyebrow wondering what Draco was about to do.

Draco smirked, he had never intended to wank Harry; he only started that way to gain enough nerve to do what he really wanted to do. Never breaking eye contact with his mate, Draco leaned in and ran his tongue over the head of Harry’s member tasting the precum that he had just spread around.

“Oh God!” Harry gasped as he clutched onto the sheets beside him.

“I prefer Draco, but God sounds nice.” Draco chuckled slowly running his tongue down Harry’s length.

“Ass!” Harry growled trying to hold back his moans.

Draco slowly licked his way back up Harry’s cock, lapping up the new bead of precum that had formed there. “Now, now, is that any way to talk to the person who is about to have your cock in his mouth?” Draco asked with a smirk. Without giving Harry a chance to respond, Draco took Harry’s head in his mouth and began sucking gently as he ran his tongue over the silky head. Draco moaned instantly, loving the hard and soft textures of Harry’s length in his mouth; and without a moment’s hesitation he began moving his mouth farther down Harry’s cock, taking more of it into his mouth. He could hear Harry moaning and muttering above him but he wasn’t paying enough attention to catch the words all his focus was on what he was doing. Once Draco figured out how much of Harry he could comfortably take into his mouth, he started moving in a rhythm; wrapping one hand around the base of Harry’s cock and moving it at the same pace as his mouth.

“Draco! I’m not gonna last long!” Harry groaned bucking his hips up slightly causing Draco to gag.

Draco moaned and began to move his mouth faster and suck harder as his own hips were bucking against the bed to try and give him some release. After a few minutes of this, Draco heard Harry cry out as his whole body tensed. When Harry’s climax was done, Draco removed his mouth panting slightly and rolled onto his back and struggled to undo his trousers.

“Let me do that.” Harry muttered, still panting from the force of his climax. He quickly undid Draco’s trousers; pulling them and his underwear down, releasing Draco’s painful hard on.

Harry licked his lips and quickly took his mate into his mouth, causing Draco to cry out, throwing his head back as he focused on the feel of Harry’s lips and tongue. Within moments Draco knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. “H-Harry!” he gasped, trying to give his mate as much warning as possible.

Harry smirked around Draco’s hardness and gave one more hard suck, causing the blonde to release into Harry’s waiting mouth.

Harry and Draco lay spent on Harry’s bed panting; the only light in the room coming from Draco’s discarded wand somewhere on the floor. Harry pulled up his boxers and quickly stripped Draco of all his clothing other than his own underwear, which he pulled up. “Let’s go to sleep.” Harry muttered pulling the covers over his mate.

“We will get detentions.” Draco muttered as he yawned snuggling up into the feather pillow.

Harry laid down next to the blonde and wrapped his arms around him, kissing him softly. “No we won’t, I have so many free passes, and Dumbledore will understand when he finds out your my mate.”

Draco yawned and closed his eyes. “When you’ve turned me, will I have as much trouble getting up in the mornings? I already hate waking up before noon as it is.” he murmured, already half asleep.

Harry chuckled as he rested his head on Draco’s chest. “Yeah mornings suck, daylight sucks, it hurts or at best irritates…I can’t wait for the holidays when I can live at night again.” he whispered as he felt his eyes drift closed.

“Fantastic.” Draco breathed and then fell asleep.

Harry smiled at the complete feeling of having his sated mate fall asleep in his arms. With a smile Harry closed his eyes and whispered “nox” causing Draco’s wand to go out.

            Severus Snape had a headache, he had been listening to Minerva lecture him about Harry missing classes because of his ‘condition’ and no matter what the Potions Master said, she could not seem to grasp that daylight drains a vampire of all energy.

            “Well you don’t miss classes because they are in the daylight.” she had insisted.

            Severus had proceeded to inform the Gryffindor Head of House that Harry is months old and the sun affects him worse because of his young age. And that still hadn’t pacified the witch! Severus was about to tell McGonagall a piece of his mind when he was saved by Dumbledore. “Minerva at lease we know where Mr. Potter is, but Mr. Malfoy hasn’t appeared for any of his classes this morning. What can you tell of this Severus, is he sick?” Albus asked with a twinkle in his eye.

            “Not that I am aware of headmaster, although I have a fairly accurate idea of where he might be, excuse me.” Severus said as he stood up from the head table and walked out of the Great Hall. Within minutes he was standing outside of Harry’s bedroom door trying to decide if he should open it or not, he could hear two people breathing on the other side of the door, but no other sound. Severus sighed and walked over to the fireplace and threw a handful of floo powder into the dying flames and stuck his head in. “Albus!” he called out, hoping the old man had gotten back from lunch already.

            “Ah Severus, I assume you have found Mr. Malfoy?” The Headmaster said once his head appeared in the flames.

            “Yes Albus, I have, would you mind coming through? I have a few things to explain to you.” Severus said, wishing he didn’t have to explain the situation to the older man.

            “Of course, Severus.” Dumbledore said as Snape pulled his head out of the fire; within moments Albus Dumbledore was standing in the living room of Severus’ quarters. “Now my boy, what is it you need to explain?” he asked as he set himself into Severus’s favourite armchair.

            Severus scowled in annoyance before taking a seat on the sofa. “Headmaster, Draco is here. He is Harry’s mate and has somehow found his way into Harry’s…chambers.” he explained, shifting uncomfortably as he heard someone stirring in Harry’s bedroom.

            Albus looked over to the bedroom door with a small smile. “I suppose this is one way to get past the house rivalry. I would like you to explain to the boys how it is acceptable for Harry to miss the odd day of classes, until Draco has been turned, it is not so for him.”

            “Of course Headmaster, I will inform them.” Severus assured, the older man standing up. “Now if you will excuse me I have a class to teach.”

            Dumbledore stood up as well but glanced over towards the bedroom door. “What about the boys, Severus?” he asked sternly.

            Snape sighed. “Albus, I am not going to walk in there and drag Draco from bed; I do not wish to see the state of undress they are both sure to be in, now please excuse me.”

            Dumbledore stood in Snape’s living room watching the younger man walk away shaking his head with an amused look on his face before going back through the floo to his office.

            Draco opened his eyes to the completely dark room and panicked for a second before remembering where he was. “Harry, are you awake?” he asked, snuggling in closer to his mate.

            “Yeah, just woke up.” Harry said quietly giving Draco’s neck a soft kiss before biting it just hard enough to draw enough blood to get a mouthful. “I don’t know what I will do when you’re a vampire, your blood is liquid fire.” Harry whispered before taking another mouthful.

            Draco moaned, throwing his head back more to allow Harry better access to his neck. “You’ll have to go back to feeding off of people with inferior blood.” he said with a smirk as his body started to respond to his blood being drunk by his mate.

            Harry chuckled and pulled his face away from Draco’s neck. “You’re such a pure blood.” Harry said smiling, his lips stained red from the blood, a few drops still clinging to them. Draco stared at Harry’s lips, mesmerised by his blood that was still fresh on Harry’s lips. Harry looked at his mate confused for a moment before he realized what must be going on. “Oh shit, I’m sorry Draco, you must be completely disgusted!” Harry said frantically as he wiped his mouth off on the corner of a bed sheet, proving his theory of having made a mess while he was feeding.

            Draco shook his head to clear. “No I’m not.” he said somewhat disappointed that he hadn’t had the nerve to lean in and lick it from Harry’s lips.

            Harry just rolled his eyes in disbelief of Draco’s assurances before settling back into the pillows. “How did things go with your mom last night? I was in the next room and could hear most of it but I wasn’t paying attention…I was too busy trying not to kill Remus.”

            “They went fine, she …she says I should let you turn me.” Draco muttered, not wanting to share the reason behind his mother’s wishes.

            Harry sat up leaning on one elbow to get a better look at his mate whom he could see perfectly in the pure darkness of his room. “She did? Why? I know if I were her I would have told you to run as fast as you could from me and never look back!” Harry said, still not believing his ears.

            “Harry…damn this dark…where is my wand?!” Draco asked, trying to stall the conversation for a bit.

            Sighing, Harry reached over to the bedside table grabbing his own wand. “Lumus!” he whispered, flinching at the harsh light from his wand that stung his eyes forcing him to cover them with his arm.

            Once Harry had adjusted to the light, Draco took a deep breath knowing he had to tell Harry what happened. “Mother informed me that…You-Know-Who wants to give me the mark over Christmas…she thinks that being a vampire will save me from that…she is right, of course…I never wanted to be a Death Eater, I still don’t, but I will not use you. I don’t want you to turn me to keep me safe. I want you to turn me because that is what I want.” Draco gushed, hoping he made sense.

            Harry sat up, fully bringing his knees up to his chest and rested his chin on them while he thought. After what seemed like an eternity to Draco, Harry finally spoke. “Is that what you want Draco, to have me turn you into this? You don’t even truly grasp what it is you are talking about. I suppose this is preferable to dying but Draco, given the choice…I would have died. You need to be sure this is what you want.” Harry muttered not looking at Draco, knowing full well he might have just signed his death certificate himself.

            Draco sat there as he thought about his answer. “No Harry, I don’t want to become a vampire.” he said finally before quickly finishing to prevent Harry getting the wrong idea. “Just like you don’t want to be one; but Harry you didn’t have a choice and neither do I. You will die if I don’t let you turn me. Sure we may not have been friends until now; but I never wanted you to die. I was just pissed because you wouldn’t be my friend, and now that you are, I don’t want to lose you. Putting personal things aside, if I let you die You-Know-Who will win…So what I’m trying to say is; No I don’t want to be a vampire but I’m not opposed to the idea. It is the best option we have.” Draco finished, hoping he didn’t sound too much like a girl.

            Harry looked up for the first time and looked over at his mate; he had never for one moment thought Draco would agree to this. “You’re sure Draco? There can be no going back from here.” Harry said softly.

            “Positive.” Draco assured Harry before tilting his head to the side to offer his neck to his mate.

            Harry chuckled, giving Draco’s neck a gentle kiss. “Not yet Draco, I don’t even know how to turn you. I need to talk to Severus first. We need to do it before Christmas break though; we also need to talk to Dumbledore about getting your mother some protection. Voldemort will not be happy when you don’t show up to take the Mark.” Harry said thoughtfully before grabbing his wand and casting a quick tempus: 9:30pm was displayed in the air above him. “Merlin we slept all day! Do you want to get up? I could sleep until morning yet!”

            Draco yawned, snuggling closer to his mate. “So could I! Maybe this way you will wake up in the morning.” Draco teased.

            “Good night, Draco.” Harry said with a laugh before closing his eyes and drifting off.
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